Detective Chinatown Page #5

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This is the only overlapping

information in the two materials.

Is it a breakthrough?

You have an amazing mind.

You are a human camera and an

automatic recognition machine.

Let's see who they are.

Who is it?

- The police.

What should we say?

- Leave it to me.

Are you Chinese?

- Yes, so are you.

What a coincidence.

Look. We are with the police.

Can we ask you a few questions?

What's your name?

- I'm Snow.

Your parents are not home?

- My dad has gone to work.

Aren't you too young to be a cop?

He is my assistant.

Miss, Do you know him?

- He is my schoolmate.

He has been absent from school

for a long time.

Everybody says

he has gone missing.

Do you know why?

Do you know this guy?

Are you stalked by anyone lately?

- No.

Did anything weird

happen to you lately?

Did you run into any weirdos?

Do you guys count?

What are you doing?

You are so pretty.

- Thank you.

Youth.

Have you got anything?

You have a crush on her,

don't you?

What are you talking about?

- It's so obvious.

Again!

Our boss wants to see you.

Nice to meet you.

Do you know who is the owner

of the stolen gold? Mr. Yan.

Mr. Yan, we didn't steal the gold.

Mr. Yan, we didn't steal the gold.

The police told me it was you.

The police makes mistakes

all the time.

I know the five guys

who stole your gold.

Who are they?

- Let us go after I tell you.

Are you bargaining with me?

- No, no, no.

The victim Sompat,

Huang Landeng's assistant Tony...

...a northeasterner,

a Vietnamese...

...and a fat, big guy,

called King Kong.

How do I know if you are

telling the truth?

He can prove it.

- I can prove it.

Are you kidding me?

I can prove it, too.

Xiang.

- Mr. Yan.

I met those three guys.

And I know that Kon Tai helped him

get the boat to leave here.

If they have the gold,

they wouldn't have stayed.

Xiang.

- Shut up.

Mr. Yan, please believe me.

Even if you didn't steal it, you

moved it from Sompat's Workshop.

I knew nothing about it.

For Xiang's sake, I'll give you

ten days to find the gold.

I won't touch you within ten days.

Find it in time, or I will

throw you into the Menam River...

...to feed the crocodiles.

Thank Mr. Yan for that.

- Ten days?

How about twenty days?

- Seven days.

Half a month.

Half a month will do.

Five days.

- Fine, fine. Five days.

It can't be less than that.

What do you think?

Okay, it's a deal.

Three days. Just three days.

Are you out of your mind?

All right, three days.

I'll give you three days.

- You are going to get me killed.

I don't have that much time

before I go home.

Just let me know

if you need any help.

Find the gold in time,

or I promise that...

...you will be fed

to the crocodiles.

Crazy. You must be crazy.

You asked for three days

instead of five.

How can we find the gold

in three days?

Do you know who Mr. Yan is?

Most of the gold shops

in Chinatown are owned by him.

The taxi company, floating market,

Chinese market and KTV club...

...are all owned by him.

The officials or the gangsters,

nobody wants to mess with him.

Even the military

shows him respect.

If he said we would be fed

to the crocodiles, we would.

He meant you, not us.

What are you talking about?

You want to be done with me now?

Aren't we partners?

The detectives of Chinatown?

And I'm your uncle, too.

You are inhumane!

Where are we going now?

- To the girl's school.

You are going to

pick up girls now?

We only have three days.

Then we will be fed

to the crocodiles.

Only after we solve the murder

can we find the gold.

Nonsense! Do you have any clues?

I have been with you these days.

I don't think

you have gotten anything.

Where is the murderer?

You don't even know

when he went in and out.

You think you are a real detective

because you read a few fictions?

You're wrong.

I'm on vacation here.

And? I haven't gone

to the Grand Palace.

I haven't eaten or slept

for the last few days.

Anyway, there are three days left.

I know. Three days later,

you will fly home...

...and leave me here for

the crocodiles, won't you?

Yes.

Partners,

the detectives of Chinatown.

They are all lies, aren't they?

- Yes.

I am your uncle.

- No, just a distant uncle.

I don't have

a loser uncle like you.

You are Tang, and I'm Qin.

You think I can't find the gold

and solve the case without you?

I don't want to be

your babysitter anymore.

You think I want to be with

a moron like you?

Break up!

- Fine. Break up!

Mr. Yan wants to see you.

Where is your uncle?

He is not with you?

I...

- Nobody's home. Let's go.

Give me a light.

Why are you alone at home again?

My parents died in a car accident.

My stepfather adopted me

from the orphanage.

He has gone to work.

What about your parents?

My mother passed away

a long time ago.

What about your dad?

- He is in prison.

What did he do?

- I don't know.

Is he a bad guy?

Good or bad, it depends.

Do you always talk like this?

I barely talked

when I was younger.

I'm better now.

Why did you pose as police?

Who told you that?

- You are not so photogenic.

So why did you invite me in?

- I don't think you are a bad guy.

But why did you come to me?

- Dan's father was stalking you.

Did he? Why?

- I want to know that, too.

Our physics teacher left us

a funny assignment today.

To make a piece of paper stand.

It can't be so simple.

- Yes, you are right.

Dad.

Who is he?

- My classmate.

I have to go.

I'll see you out.

Huang Landeng, stop chasing me.

Only if you stop running.

I will, as soon as you stop.

Not before you stop.

Go ahead. I'm exhausted.

Don't push me.

If you push me again...

...I'll jump.

- Go ahead, jump!

God bless me.

- Even God can't help you now.

Tang Ren, you stole the gold

and murdered Sompat.

You are under arrest.

Hello.

- Tang Ren, come back here!

I knew you'd be here.

I know.

The video footages showed

that there was nobody...

...going in or out but me, right?

- Right.

You and the police are sure

there's no other entrance, right?

Yes.

- Sompat was killed by the vajra.

Is it possible that

he did too many evils...

...and the vajra

made its power felt?

The vajra is here!

How can you laugh at

such a creepy thing?

The footages are automatically

overwritten every seven days.

So?

I don't believe in

supernatural beings.

The only explanation is

that the murderer...

...had been hiding here

a week before.

What? Hiding here a week before?

How is that possible?

In Shogo Utano's "The Secret

Chamber of the Seeker"...

...the murderer hid

in the courtyard for a month...

...to kill someone.

That's fictional.

Sherlock Holmes said...

...when you have eliminated

all which is impossible...

...then whatever remains,

however improbable...

...must be the truth.

So where did he hide?

He'd be discovered, wouldn't he?

Do you remember Dan's room?

Sompat didn't often go

to the room of his dead son.

So the murderer

hid under Dan's bed.

He left that footprint

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